#fire force karim

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努力、

未来、

A Beautiful Star 💫

[yuichi-ro]

Karim Flam x fem!Reader/ Kurono

─i’m gonna do it, absolutely going to do it, I can write Kurono smut cw: fem!Reader, established relationship between Reader/Kurono, porn with some plot, voyeurism/exhibitionism, cucking, male masturbation, oral (giving & receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, unedited word count: 2.4k ─the music teacher’s crush on the sixth grade teacher’s wife goes a little too far past professional

Karim had only taken this gig after Huo retired from the church. Still they kept in touch but he had zero reason to stay as the world was changing each day. Instead pursuing something so much more mundane. Or perhaps what he actually enjoyed in the first place. Music.

Bonus to the career change was the cutest woman thing he’d ever seen. Hardly a bonus though when he saw the ring on your finger the second time you introduced yourself. Not to mention you weren’t even a fellow teacher. Just the wife of the sixth grade teacher who, if Karim was being honest, was weird at best. Still he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Or the words from jumbling at the forefront of his tongue.

Leaning heavy into his own personality quirks to hide his feelings anytime you were around. Which was far too often for his sanity. Karim hoped you never picked up on his little school boy crush. Even more desperate to hope your husband never caught on to his little crush. 

“Crap. This crap is crap.” Karim pursed his lips into a thin line when he realized he didn’t have all his instruments placed away after the last class of the day, “Crappity crap of crap, fine.” 

He’d been done half an hour ago if he’d checked immediately when the kids were dismissed for the weekend. Still only six months of this teaching gig had him trying to find his footing after all that had changed. It felt odd but in a rightful kind of way. One kind of way he liked to think about. In fact saw himself doing for a while. But as his thoughts drifted and he wandered to the last classroom he’d taught, Karim was beginning to realize he might let your little trips to the school influence how much he liked this job.  

“So what if it’s a crush? It’s a crushing kind of crush sure but....wait-” His brows knitted together with a scowl, “Where was I going with that?”

Then it hit him that the last class of the day was the sixth grader classroom. Utter disappointment of a groan passing his lips Karim figured why he left his things in there. Duh, it was of course because you’d came in at the end of the day to grab one of the kids. The orange haired one or whatever. He hadn’t noticed. Too swallowed up in the way you smelled. That little wave you gave him when you were leaving. And that heart stopping half smile that sent shivers all through his body. 

Giving his collar a tug Karim shook his head trying to disregard his thoughts. If he had to think about you. Then well he could just go home and think of you in the privacy of his own home. 

Banking on everyone already being gone for the weekend. He figured he’d slip in, grab his things and slip back out without even the janitor realizing. Who stayed late after school on Fridays anyways? Certainly not married men who had what was arguably, in his mind, the prettiest wives to go home to. Karim would have dashed out the door and wouldn’t have worried about the misplaced instrument until the following week if he had you waiting for him. 

Still though he didn’t and certainly never would. Grinding his teeth a little as the man mumbled something to himself as he approached the empty sixth grade room. Hand on the knob it took the third twist of his wrist to realize the door was locked. Karim blinked surprised seeing as they’d been unlocked normally on Friday afternoons so classes could be cleaned. Without realizing he’d tried jiggling it a few times. The man consumed in his thoughts also hadn’t registered the noise, be it muffled, coming from the other side of the door. 

“What the-” Scowl deepening in frustration, Karim raised his fist about ready to pound on the door hoping maybe that weird teacher was in there to let him. Stopping only a split second before his fist hit the door when the ex churchman saw the shift of two figures already in the room. 

Karim all but surprised to see the locked door. His mouth dropped nearly down to his loafers when he saw what was happening.

Certainly sat at his desk. Everything looked normal that was save for Karim’s keen eyes going right to your head bobbing up and down just below the lip of the desk. Flush with heat when the dots connected. Selling it when Kurono reached out a hand to place it against the back of your head. Karim seeing in real time as he pushed your head back under the lip of the desk so he couldn’t see you anymore. But with the way he tipped his head back and his lips fell open ever so slightly. Karim had vivid idea of exactly what you were doing.

“Crap-” Ducking to the side of the heavy door, Karim felt the immediate twitch in his slacks. No time wasted to have his cock press against the zipper of his pants as he heard nothing outside the rapid beating of his heart. 

Had he been spotted? Did the door knob make too much noise? Should he rat the two of you out? 

Palms sweaty and pressed to the cool lockers behind him. He tipped his head out down the hall. Scanning to see if any other staff were still up here. Even glancing across the windows at the other corridor, Karim could say you both had incredibly timing to not get caught. So all he had to do was go down to the front office and ruin the fun but...

Upon realizing not one of you had come out to see if there really was someone out here. Karim slowly began wondering if he’d been seen. And as his heart pounded in his chest. Unable to push the thought of your head being pushed down. Or the grip Kurono held on the back of your head. God or the way he tipped his head back knowing that your lips must feel that heavenly. Karim reached down to no surprise. Finding himself aching in his pants. Cock pressed to the fabric. Outline of his length insanely obvious if anyone were to see him. So as he saw it, going to tell on the both of you seemed self incriminating with how his hard on would look just as bad if anyone saw it.

Weighing his options. And not being intruded on. He couldn’t believe he found himself counting. All the way to thirty. Like that was a magical number or something. But as he pressed hard into the metal locker just a few feet from the classroom door. He was beginning to see his peeping was in the clear. He hadn’t been spotted.

No way he could leave with such an obvious problem in his slacks. And with the tempting gift of seeing you in such a compromising position. Karim fought the devils in his mind and lost. Compelled to look once more. Sucking in a breath like that’s what would give him away. Karim eased back into the small window of the door only to immediately be blessed with what he’d hope to find.

You, legs spread as far as could be, in the throws of enjoying your husband’s face between your legs. Karim didn’t even care how obvious it was that he could see Kurono running his tongue up and down your slit. Tongue teasing your entrance just to come back up and circle around your clit. Karim got to see it all. Unable to peel himself away now. 

Hand being shoved down his pants. The music teacher couldn’t control himself. Not when his cock physically hurt with each throbbing twitch. Watching entranced when you raked your fingers through your husband’s hair. Imagining it was his hair that you needed to grip. That it was his tongue ravaging your most delicate parts. Karim licking his lips thinking about the way you tasted as his fist pumped his cock in the confines of his pants.

Then as you looked to be in the throws of your encroaching orgasm. Kurono stopped. Much to Karim’s displeasure. For a second he’d almost forgot he was the peeping tom here. Wanting to bang his fist on the door and tell him to make you cum already. He hardly stopped himself. Squeezing his length in the process and feeling the ooze of slimy precum soaking into his boxers. That was the sliminess that wasn’t coating his fingers.

Something was said. No way he could hear it. Even when he leaned into the door frame. Nothing but muffled. Fist tightly around his cock as he rubbed just his thumb over his sensitive head. Waving his own orgasm just yet. Needing to know exactly what had been whispered between the two of you as he peered into the room. 

Unsure if he’d been caught at this point. So far as to say he didn’t even care. Karim dropped his pants a little. Freeing up his ability to move as he stroked himself. Short, furious strokes over his aching cock. Now he could drag his fingers along the length of himself as his free hand pressed down at the base of his cock. Milking himself in a downward motion uncaring about the precum that drooled from his tip as he watched the next act unfold.

You, no longer on the desk. Instead wiggling out of your panties as Kurono moved up on the desk. Getting between his legs to share a passionate kiss. His pale hand guiding you to his cock. Setting the pace at which to stroke him as your lips remained locked. The hand that wasn’t guiding your strokes happened to find its way up to the mess of hair at the nap of your neck. Holding you close as the kiss grew messy and needy. Just as Karim’s strokes did. Repeatedly licking his lips as he jerked himself off to the thought of your plump lips on his of all things.

Finally the two of you broke apart. Kurono laying back on his desk. You very obviously crawling up on top of him. Karim getting a full view of your soaked slit as you wiggled your ass in the direction of the door. Unaware completely if he had been figured out. Only pressing harder into the door as he picked up the pace of his fist around his cock.

Having to fight off everything in him. Karim clasped his free hand over his mouth as an embarrassingly low moan bubbled up in his chest when he saw you sink down on your husband’s cock. Slipping so perfectly into your velvety wet walls. Karim could have covered his own fist in cum right then and there. Knowing if you’d ever slip down on his cock like that, he’d blow his load immediately. Nearly cursing Kurono that he could keep his composure that well with your cunt all around him. It was all he ever thought about. Gushy, gummy walls milking his cock. Karim consumed by the thought with his fingers gliding up and down his length. Slowly coming to stroke himself in time to the way you rode him.

Muffled pleasurable noises behind the door. Karim could just barely hear your moaning. And the way you didn’t hide it either. Head thrown back and hips working double time to meet the snap of your husband’s hips. Karim pumped his cock to the rhythm of Kurono’s cock being driven into you. Tightening his fingers around himself slowly as you looked to come undone each passing second. 

“S-Shit- Shit shit-” Karim hadn’t spare a thought of what to do if he did cum. 

It was hopeless to stop though. Glued to the window when your body began to tremble. Thighs first. Your tummy and tits jiggling with Kurono’s thrusts. Your hands being drug down his chest and your lips open as pleasure came crashing down on you. Karim couldn’t focus between the idea of pumping his cum into your warm insides or feeding it all to you with those glossy eyes looking up at him. Finally giving in as he watched you climax on your husband’s cock and his desk. Utterly convulsing while Kurono held you down on his lap and fucked you right through it. Extending your orgasm past anything he could do as Karim forced his teeth to bite down on the fat of his thumb. Muffling his own noises as he looked down only for a second. To see the first thick rope of cum spray against the door in front of him. His legs shaking and his breath hitching. Karim watched a couple more spurts splash against the wood of the door before looking up. Stroking himself right to the point of insanity as he saw Kurono’s hips push up into you. 

You all but dead weight on him now. The man rutting into you. Holding you close. And upon just a spare closer look Karim could see his cock twitch. Turning the music teacher on to no end to think about all his cum pour into your now twitching cunt. Dreaming of how good it would feel to add his own to the mess. Mix it up in you. Or even watch Kurono push it back into you with his cock. Karim realized he was stroking his drooling half hard cock be the time both of you seemed to have let out one big sigh and relax on top of one another.

Suddenly snapped back to reality. Karim saw the cum dripping down the door. So very obvious as the thick globs stayed together until they hit the floor. His hand no better with the cum that hadn’t made it on the door frame. Only to coat his fingers and make everything musky and slick. 

In a moment of panic. And forgetting what it was he had come down here to do in the first place. Karim fumbled to yank his slacks back up. Forgetting for a second to be silent as he reefed on his zipper and tried to duck out of the way of the window. In such a frenzy to not get caught he slipped past the door. Rushing the bathroom to clean up the mess and make it out of the school building before either of you did. 

Utterly not seeing the missing instrument he was looking for right next to Kurono’s desk. Placed so pristinely on the first desk in the front. As though it was waiting for someone to come and get it at just the right time...

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title: Tricked with a Treat || Karim Flam x fem!Reader word count: 1.5k tags: fem!Reader, sacrilegious content (fucking around in a confessional booth), blow job, oral cumshot, cum swapping, minor overstim, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, creampie, exhibition, unedited character(s): Karim Flam (fire force) synopsis: inspired by this thot

Onyango and the sisters would welcome the children into the cathedral. 

In droves they came. Excitedly clutching their plastic pumpkins or pillow cases. Some of them pointing at fellow fire soldiers or those of the Holy Sol Temple, and then pointing at their mimicking costumes. Little fire fighters, priests and nuns mixed in with mighty creatures, scary ghouls and silly faces. There was a way about going about the annual trick or treating at Company One. 

Inside they’d get a sight to see from Captain Burns wowing the kids with a little display of flame. Paired with some holy words about what Company One does and how important it all is.

Capped off with Li offering more kind words of Sol as the kids were on their way to collect their candy. Giddy faces ready to see you and Karim with big bowls of candy in front of the confessional booths. Ready to receive a prayer and a treat. Everyone and the kids were dumbfounded when neither of you could be found.

“Shhh-” You can hardly contain the giggle with your lips pressed against Karim’s, “You’re so noisy~”

Clenching his teeth while his head rolled back. Karim could hardly keep to himself as your breasts pressed against his chest. And your hand dipped down to continue rubbing against the underside of his cock after the drove of passerby's came for the candy you two rightfully left outside.

“I wouldn’t be so noisy, if you weren’t doing noisy inducing things-” Karim grumbled through gritted teeth. To no avail though as you dropped back down to your knees in the cramped confessional booth.

Licking your red lips. Red as the hokey red devil suit you showed up in today. Unlike the red fabric that clung to you and dipped too far down on your breasts. The red to your lips was from the candy you’d scarfed down before talking him into doing such a wild thing. Karim couldn’t say no though. With how sweet your lips were when he kissed you. And the softness to your body when you pressed into him. He’d wanted you the second you walked in with that stupid devil outfit on.

“Aww, the priest likes the devil~” You tease as you run your tongue up and down his cock. Watching his knuckles turn white as Karim grips the edge of the wooden and worn seat that hundreds had confessed their sins in, “Painting my lips with your cum will be as easy as stealing candy.”

Karim groaned lowly when your lips wrapped around his length once more. Struggling to stay silent as you began bobbing up and down his cock. Sweet and sticky, candy coated tongue lavishing every inch of his cock as skillful hands massaged and tenderly groped his overly sensitive balls. 

“Y-You’re going to get me all sticky- With your sticky-” Karim babbled. Head filling with nothing but pleasure as the walls seemed to close in on you both. Swallowed with the sweet scent of the flavored treats on your lips. He felt like the sound of your lips slurping up and down his length was louder than anything else. Even that though. With the tightening in his stomach Karim couldn’t stop you even if he wanted to.

Washing your dexterous tongue all over his slit. Making a show in your scantily dressed costume that you’d yanked down the second you were both sealed away in here. You squeezed and groped your tits as you licked his tip for all the precum leaking from it, “Then wash it off Karim~ Wash it all off with your cum~”

No need for the dull confessions booth to be illuminated. Karim saw everything he needed as you squished and pressed your breasts together. Cheeks hollowed out with his cock past your lips. Sucking the life out of him as he felt the tightness of his stomach finally reach it’s crescendo. 

Cum spilling in thick globs all over your tongue. Baited breath paired with giggles as you let go of your breasts to instead stroke and milk him for all he was worth. Squeezing out every last drop as Karim’s brows pinched in pleasure. And his wads of cum rested happily on your candy stained tongue.

Raising back to be at eye level with him. Karim couldn’t deny you as you ran your fingers through his hair and yanked him close. Lips brushing yours. Sweet with artificial cherry and salty with his cum. Almost addictive as you let his cum dribble off of your tongue into his very willing mouth. Karim grabbing at your sides as he leaned into you and caught your tongue between his lips. Sucking needily on your tongue as you laughed and pushed it into a deeper kiss. Locking lips while his cock rubbed against the nylon of your lower half. 

“I’m not done yet.” You whispered against his lips.

“Please don’t be done yet. You don’t have to be done yet.” Karim panted against your lips in an attempt to reconnect the kiss.

You were more than happy to hear and feel his eagerness. 

Turning around in the cramped booth meant for one person. You both made it work. Karim’s priest robes pushed up even further as you shimmied down your red bottoms. Revealing the wet spot in your costume and the fact you came to work without panties on. Before he could remark though you sat back on his cock.

Instant shivers running up your spine as Karim’s cock slipped with ease past your soaked slit. Resting back in his lap as his cock twitched and he rutted his hips up into yours just so all of him could be inside you.

No quips could be shared with both of you panting. As your juices leaked over his cock and the cramped confessional booth offered little leverage. You did your best to stand as your hips moved up and down. Karim holding the edge of the seat firmly as he watched his cock disappear inside you. Coating in glistening juices as you fucked him. 

Bouncing up and down on his cock. A creak to the wooden box you both locked yourself in. Karim’s low moans could be heard behind you as you leaned forward. Watching your tits bounce as you rode him. Enjoying the feeling of his cock nearly pulling all the way back out. All before sitting back on him and moaning the second the tip of his cock kissed your deepest parts.

“S-Shit-” You felt your stomach clench and your pussy flutter over his cock, “ ‘m close-”

“I’m gonna cum- Don’t move- I’ll cum-” Karim rutted his hips up into you to match your movements.

“Just do it-” You shook your head, unable to stop your hips as your clit throbbed and you frantically rubbed your aching bud, “Just fucking cum in me- I’m so close-”

Circles over your clit as you felt your walls clench around him. He already came once so it shouldn’t be too much. And the way your orgasm was reaching it’s peak there suddenly wasn’t any other care in the world but that. Your pleasure building just as Karim’s thrusts got deeper and more erratic. Struggling to keep an even pace before you suddenly gasped and swore you saw nothing but white. 

Orgasm crashing down on you as your insides twitched and tightened around him. Sticking your own slick fingers in your mouth to hold back your moans as you rode out your orgasm on Karim. Wiggling your ass back on him and feeling your clit throb in time with your cunt fluttering around his cock. Keeping yourself silent purely by sucking on your fingers and groping your tit with the other hand.

Not realizing until after your high that there was a warmth spreading through you. And out of you.

Slowly rising off his cock. You spread your legs to watch globs of the lieutenant’s cum drop to the confessional booth floor under you both. Karim still slouched back on the bench as he watched just as aware of his cum leaking out of you.

“Karim Flam.” You tease with a grin, “Naughty naughty. A holy man just came in the devil.”

Grin cocked to the side he leaned forward and gripped his hips as he kissed your ass cheek with a deep sigh, “I’d do it again too.”

Bending down and wiggling your pants back up. Making a show to slide the red fabric over your ass and turning around so Karim knew his cum was safely inside you for the rest of the day. You can’t help but pull his face against your stomach and run your fingers through his hair, “Don’t worry. As a holy man, I know you’ll finish what you started later.”

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Happy Birthday

Karim Flam (12th December)

Fire Force

[jiyuus]

Fever

I gave my friend the responsibility of deciding this so~ Nickname is also from a friend, but different from the prompt and character friend

Karim taking care of sick reader

Also, gender neutral~

I hope you enjoy! and if you want to be tagged in my writings, let me know~

[Karim Flam]

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“Karim, baby, I said I’m fine.” You said while trying to get out of the bed that your fiancé had put you in once you started coughing.

“Ice Cube-”

“Why do you still call me that?” You asked pouting, the name came from when you first started at Company 1. You were both had started around the same time, but you weren’t trying to be a pastor like Karim- even though you have the whole Sol script memorized- you were more focused on helping other.

During a sparring session, Karim had used his power to turn your “cubes” of fire into cubes of ice.

“What the hell?” Was all you could say when your fire suddenly fell to the ground in cubes of ice. Looking towards the training room door, you see Karim standing there, his arms crossing and a sly smirk crossing his face as the two of you made eye contact.

“Karim, why’d you do that?” He didn’t say anything and only shrugged, his tattooed shoulders only visible during this time

“I got tired of tiredly watching you tire your tired self out.” He said, but all you could do was tilt your head as you furrowed your brows. Karim sighed and pushed himself off the doorframe and walked towards you.

“Rekka wanted me to come get you for dinner. Him and Huo Yan are waiting.”

“You could’ve said something and NOT turn my fire into ice cubes.” You grumbled, not quiet enough for him not to hear, but not loud enough to be yelling.

“I did, but if it was Rekka then you would’ve just trained harder. You need food or your gonna tried yourself out.”

“Sure, whatever you grump.”

That was a bit ago, but he still continued to call you Ice Cube whenever he got the chance to snuff your fire out and turned them into cubes.

Rolling your eyes you once again try to leave bed, but was stopped once again.

“Stay in bed.”

“Karim, it’s just a simple cough- it’s not so bad.” You said while gently moving his arms away from you and finally getting up out of bed, getting ready for the day. Karim’s brows furrowed more than they normally did, but he wasn’t gonna argue with you anymore that morning and instead when to the sanctuary to pray.

Throughout the day, you could feel yourself become slower, your head started to pound and despite being a third gen. you felt extremely hot.

“Y/N, I was just coming by to ask- are you okay?” Huo Yan asked as he got closer to your from, seeing sweat on your brow and you looking out of breath- he knew something was wrong instantly. However, you waved him off.

“Yeah, I’m fine, what did you need, Huo Yan?” If it was even possible, you saw Huo Yan’s eyes squint as his brow furrowed a little while looking at you. He stepped closer to you, placing his hand on your forehead.

“You feel a lot warmer than you normally do, I think you should go see a doctor.”

“I’m fine, I even told Karim this morning-” Your legs swayed, catching yourself  on the nearest wall. Huo Yan instantly went to your side, making sure you were alright .

“I’ll tell Captain Burns that you’re sick, but you need to rest.”

“No, I’m fine-”

“You obviously aren’t.” Closing your eyes and grimacing, you heard the one voice you didn’t really want to hear right now. Opening your eyes, you see Karim standing in front of you. Before you could say anything else, you felt Karim grab your upper arm and drag you back to your room.

*

Once there, Karim made your change into thinner clothes and lay in bed as he went to get a bucket of ice water with a rag.

“So, how long were you watching me?”

“I started watching you after you were watching the rookies watch Burns watch them.” 

“What?” Normally you could understand what he was saying, but this time you couldn’t. I could’ve been that the fever was effecting your comprehension skills, or that Karim was trying to hard with his little riddles, or the writer just couldn’t think of anything- either way it was confusing.

“When you were teaching the rookies.” He said, his voice a lot softer now as he placed the bucket on the table beside you. “I had just gotten done with my morning prayer, and as I walked out of the hall I heard you yelling at them.” You chuckled, knowing that anyone in the whole Company could tell what time it was from how you were screaming at the rookies, trying to get them into shape for this dangerous job.

“I wanted to make sure you wouldn’t fall on your face when nobody was around,” he joked, cracking a small smile before dunking the rag in the water and rinsing it out before placing it on your forehead. You sighed at the coolness of the rag, your eyes fluttering closed for a second before reopening them and looking at Karim who now had his top coat off and hanging on the rack in your room.

“Thank you.” You simply said grabbing his wrist as he adjusted the rag on your forehead. It was hard to keep your eyes open as exhaustion was starting to take over, but you could see some of the sun peeking in through the closed blinds casting a comforting glow on the ash blue haired man. You gave him a small smile before whispering a simple “love you” to Karim, and just before you were fully out, you heard Karim say- 

“Love you too, Ice Cube.”

[hxnmantii]

Karim Flam hc’s

Requested: “Ohh okay could you maybe do relationship hcs for Karim with a black fem s/o?”

tw: slight slight slight anime spoilers but overall fluff

Pairings: Karim x black fem!reader

Ratings: PG

A/n: It took me three days to come up with that phrase😭 why does he talk like that😭 i hope you enjoy nonny!

Karim notices you from the get go

But instead of minding his business, he goes up to and speaks to you in his riddle language resulting in an altercation between you guys because umm sir who are you?? Calling crap??

He’s anger but still wants you on his team. You’ve got a “nasty attitude” But he couldn’t deny the fact that you were good at your job, The way you protect the citizens of the city so passionately and effectively makes him gain respect for you.

Also you suck at defense and being Station 1’s shield, it’s responsibility to teach everything he knows.

So he creates a schedule for you where he would teach you all he knows about defense during your private lessons then after, walk you to your room so you could change and do your nightly prayer with the others .

On the way there, (with a little push from Yan Li) he’s reluctantly asking you questions about your family, your past, your favorite things to do and etc. His interests peaks and Soon you guys are hanging out outside of work and praying.

One day you guys are chilling in your room, and he looks at you before heavily sighing. You look at him quizzically. He doesn’t answer you, opting for standing in front of you and staring you down, a small grin on his lips.

“You are the center of the beauty like the beauty of a beauty close to beauty.”

You’re nodding your head with a confused smile before realization hit you. You pounce out of the bed.

“Are you asking me out??”

He was in fact asking you out

After you guys make it official, he becomes your ride or die, correcting you in private and defending you in public type boyfriend because this man is whipped for you

He prays to sol every night, asking him to make sure your relationship prospers and thanking him for bringing you into his life when he needed you most (since you came after the whole Rekka incident)

His favorite thing to do with you is cuddling while listening to music because between the two of you, you guys have a widespread of music. It’s never a specific playlist, it’s always put on shuffle so it’ll go from Megan The Stallion to Bring Me The Horizon.

Surprisingly, he loves taking pictures of you guys together. He has a bunch of pictures framed around his room and for your birthday he gave you a heart lock with his favorite memory of you guys in it.

While you have the locket, he has a silver cross with your name on it and he wears it everywhere.

His Mohawk? Dead, dead as hell

His solution is to “borrow” your hair products because not only does it get that fried piece of hay back to it’s original shine and softness, it also smells like you. (His favorite is definitely anything Shea moisture)

Don’t be fooled by his sudden niceness, he’s still serious about his work and really quick to anger when people play too much so most of your more laidback and lovey dovey moments are not until you guys are alone.

His ideal date with you is walking around the town, hand n hand, eating shaved ice and then at night , you guys would set up a picnic and watch the fireworks go off in each embrace.

Reblogs are appreciated

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Karim (Fire Force)

KARIM

It was rare nowadays to get a day off, but today mine and y/n's schedules lined up perfectly so we were taking full advantage.

y/n had decided to drag me to their favourite cake shop stating that the cakes were to die for. When y/n had started at Company 1 I found their constant cheerfulness irritating, but over the last few months it had begun to grow on me and I actually enjoyed their company because they were opposite to me.

y/n had their eyes glued to the glass display case explaining the difference in frostings and flavours while I watched in amusement, wishing they were this serious when on a job.

I clear my throat, 'so which one should we get?'

y/n turns around to face me smiling, 'well Karim-' they pause, and I watch their smile falter.

'y/n are you okay?' I ask, concerned by their sudden mood swing.

They shudder, 'y-yeah, why?'

I fold my arms over my chest, 'one minute you're talking about cake, and then you freeze. That's kind of my thing.'

y/n looks down at their feet, 'oh-uh, it's nothing. Really it's-it's fine.'

I shake my head not believing them for one second, 'look at me y/n, you don't seem fine.'

y/n sighs and meets my eye, their eyes starting to glaze, 'right. The person who just walked in reminds me of somebody from my past. They weren't kind to me, and I just thought...'

I nod, 'I see. Do you want to leave?'

I watch y/n chew their lip nervously, I had never seen them like this before. I wanted my happy go lucky y/n back. I'd heard rumours before they came to the company about a rough life, but I wasn't one to pry where I wasn't wanted. If they wanted to tell me in the future I was okay with that.

'Um, sure Karim. But if you don't want to leave, we can stay. I don't want to be a burden-'

I raise my hand to cut them off, 'you aren't a burden to me y/n. You could never be a burden to me. Come on, I know someplace down the street we can go. Though I heard they only sell the second-best cakes.'

y/n's lips twitch in a small smile, 'thank you, Karim.'

y/n loops their arm through mine and the two of us leave the shop, all the while I make sure to keep them away from the stranger even if they weren't the one to hurt them in the past.

[mrskurono]

Critically under appreciated good boy 100% goes to Karim. He's so cute T^T